Benedict Bridgerton X Reader Novels & Stories

My body couldn't function and I didn't feel my feet or my hands that were wrapped around the bouquet. ”Then I hereby present to you, Alpha Aiden and Luna Gabriella.” Everyone erupted in cheers and the floors began to shake from the impact. ”You may now kiss the bride,” He said and my eyes filled with the unshed tears I had been pushing down for so long. His eyes darkened as he leaned in. His lips hovered over mine and I drew in a sharp breath. ”Push the tears down.” He said with a cold voice that made my breath stop in my throat. His lips pressed against mine, my first-ever kiss and it wasn't out of love or affection, it was pure hatred and loathing.

THE BEAST Intro: In the shadowed mountain town of blue bridge , a spoiled heiress Dominica Verda who’s not just Beautiful, sharp tongued, and dangerously stubborn lives. Dominica is not just an orphan but also an introvert, she’s a smartass business woman who runs her business from home but most times her business trips tends to take her in and out of town. She’s a popular local who’s helped the community through her family’s wealth. She’s always wanted to live a simple normal life.

As soon as she entered the room, she cast an alluring glance at Ragnar and said, “Well, well, if it isn’t the Alpha. I haven’t seen you for a long time.” Then she made her way to Aden, snuggled up to him, sat down, and put her red lips on his. The two tacitly shared a deep and passionate kiss. Crossing his arms in front of his chest, Ragnar leaned back on the sofa and glanced at the two of them. “Your secret affair is still going strong.” “Don’t call it that,” she said in a sing-song voice as she let go of Aden. Then she sighed. “You still haven’t accepted me, have you, Alpha? You’re breaking my heart.”

⚠️ MATURE CONTENT WARNING This is a high-spice dark romance intended strictly for readers aged 18 and older. This book contains explicit sexual content, heavy dirty talk, an intense age-gap dynamic, and dark BDSM themes involving absolute dominance and forced submission. If you are sensitive to themes of extreme control, dark fetishes, or ruthless possessiveness, please do not proceed. Read at your own discretion. Welcome to The Obsidian Room. Enter if you dare. ----------------------------------- Author's Note: Hi, everyone! I am a Brazilian author, so this story is being translated for you. If you find any minor translation mistakes, I apologize in advance! I hope you fall in love with Ale

“I, Elena Brook , take you, Adrian Cross, to be my lawful married husband. For better or worse, in poverty and in riches… I couldn't wait to hear the rest. I had heard those words during my brother’s wedding. Those vows, promises, those happy moments, the butterflies that usually fly in everyone’s belly. I had imagined myself saying those words one day. Now hearing them spoken to someone else entirely…it felt like a stab in my chest. And the only thing I knew was no one else but my beloved Man, My fiance was getting married but the bride isn’t me. I could hear my ears ringing. My chest tightened painfully like I was wrapped in someone’s hand and I was being squeezed. I raised my head up to l

He gave a slight nod, as if approving of the way she read. Encouraged, Alethea continued. She received occasional corrections from Sebastian whenever she mispronounced a character's name. But by the time she reached page seventeen, tension gripped her. The female protagonist was now describing her admiration for the male lead's stunning appearance, detailing the desire she felt for this seemingly respectable man. As she read, Alethea stole glances at her employer, trying to see if he had fallen asleep yet. "Why did you stop?" Sebastian asked, his eyes still shut.

“We need to talk” The message appeared boldly on my phone screen. I stared intensely at it. My heartbeat was pounding in my ears a little bit louder. I knew who the sender was. Alexander Donovan, one of the most eligible bachelors in the country. A cold and aloof business man, a tyrant in the business world. So does the magazine I always read, says. The stranger I had signed a marriage certificate with forcefully. Being occupied with my feelings for Pete made me forget something this important. A heavy sigh escaped from my mouth.

If Sterling was lead to believe she had initiated a sexual encounter with Renz, she would be thrown out of the manor forever, and then, she really would be a common street whore. Lena cried herself to sleep, naively hoping the week would become easier, but truly knowing it wouldn't. Renz tossed and turned in the large bed of the Crown suite, unable to get the images of their sex out of his mind. He had never seen a sight more beautiful than Lena's naked form on top of him as she was climaxing. The way her tiny body had quivered, the sway of her breasts, and the erotic expression of her face as she came around his cock haunted his consciousness and unconsciousness, to the point that Renz was

I pull my lips away from Braxton to suck in a deep breath, and then, with my mouth nestled against his neck, breathing in his manly scent of woods and spices, I whisper, “Take me, Braxton.” His eyes meet mine as he checks to see if I am sure, if he has fully understood. When it is clear to him that he knows exactly what I am saying, his arms wrap me up, one beneath my knees, the other around my shoulders, and he lifts me off of the floor, carrying me the few steps to the bed where I am bound to be his.

Imagine, the man you love the most, chose your cousin instead of you to be his wife, theat was so fucking painful. I started to read the chapter 1. And all I can say is Bernadette is such a martyr, imagine she didn't leave their place, the moment that the man she loves chooses her cousin — Lizbeth. If I am her, I will surely punch that moron to his face, how could he broke that woman's heart. “Reading a book?” Agatha asked. Finally, she's done after 15 fucking minutes. It even took me to read the full Chapter 2 before she finished!